Everyday Blessings

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I am just starting to come to again. I have had one of the worst flus of my life for the past three days. It felt like I was drunk, to the point of nausea and dizziness, I had the sweats and all my muscles felt like sinking lead balloons.

Today, I am back to just feeling like a standard flu feels, a bit hazy and sniffley, though I feel like a million dollars compared to the last few days.

But I know I still need to listen to my body and give it the nutrients and rest it needs to finishing fighting the battle.

Lying in the foetal position over these past days, not being able to do more than stare at the ceiling and just being grateful as each wave of nausea passed, I longed to feel well enough to read a book or watch a movie. I longed just to get up and walk around.

After I hauled my very sorry self to the doctor, I was given an injection to keep the dreaded nausea at bay. I still didn’t feel like food, but I needed to eat. I longed to enjoy my food as I forced down the energy I knew I needed.

In my hours of hazy thoughts, I considered those that have these longings in their everyday lives, those that don’t have access to first-world modern medicine to lessen their pain and to get better in just days. Such suffering, people praying for the things we take for granted each and every day:

  •  Going for a walk or run
  •  Having a warm, comfortable bed
  •  Having enough food to fill out bellies and feed our families
  •  Getting the medical attention we need
  •  Being able to take Panadol for a headache
  •  Having a job where we can afford to take time off to rest
  •  Having good friends to bring us soup or make us a cuppa when we aren’t well

A big thanks to my good friends that helped me during this time; I feel blessed to have you in my life, as I do to be able to have a warm, comfortable life this winter, despite this flu, and my freedom each and every day.

Photo by Jorunn Lorenzen